Internal Criminal

Shame your accuser
Whispers within
“Won’t nobody touch you now,
No telling where your heart has been”
Oh for some strong man
To bind up your mind
Break through your bolted doors
Tell you that
All your thoughts are lies
And let you sleep
Where willows weep
And no one knows your name.

Down in the shadows
Where you cower in fright
You’d creep from the darkness
If you weren’t so scared of the light
Scared of exposure
Scared to be known
Frightened by your own shadow
You’re scared to be alone
Yet while you hide
All hope has died
And no one knows your name.

Your soul is a city
Besieged on each side
Four bloodthirsty columns surround you
And there’s a fifth inside.
Cowards and traitors
Who shoot from the dark
Benedicts, internal criminals
Hiding in your heart.
Must you fight
Alone tonight
Where no one knows your name?

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